Belly Full of Blood - Chapters 1-4 (not for sharing - Copyright Protected 2020 )

he was just like them once; afraid and vulnerable.
‘Everyone step away, it could be a vampiric
curse,’ grunted Wren, then from all around him,
more and more of the citizens began to vomit up their
bodily contents, but not every citizen was affected.
Wren stepped back as the sodden floor became a tide
of blood, hot and steaming in the night and ever
expanding from the rain.
‘Those of you who feel fine, get the fuck away
from here, go to your homes,’ he said, stepping away
from the blood that lapped at his boots like a shore.
‘I’ll look into this in the morning.’ Wren instructed
everyone to return home, sticking the trails within
their muddy town that were canopied by vampire
traps. Once everyone had gone, Wren investigated.
He stripped the corpses naked, men and women,
to find any signs of vampiric interference. No bite
marks, no carved symbology of ownership to suggest
someone might serving as a minion to a vampire
lord, nothing.